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Thursday, September 16, 2010
love is a losing game.
 I don't even know what to think anymore. He thinks I am alright. I wish I could tell everyone that I am, that I'm fine. Life's like a routine now. Wake up, school, come home, nap, use the computer, study, sleep. I hate routines. When I'm out, I feel happy. I smile, laugh every now and then. The moment I reach home, all of it comes back to me. This is the very first time my heart's feeling this way. Only because this has been going on and off for 4 straight months. I'm being torn apart, and he doesn't know. He thinks he's the only one. This is the most heart wrenching love experience for the near 17 years I have lived. I swear things will get better. I have to put myself together. I have to. Labels: Tears Dry On Their Own - Amy Winehouse Posted at 10:34 PM
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